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The show is inane, but the music slaps.

First of all, Carmen Carter absolutely kills the vocals on SuperKitties Theme and SuperKitty Call, both hard driving 70s-ish action theme vibes. Take the xylophone solos on SuperKitty Call and inject them into my veins. My Bath, My Bubbles and Me is a goddam bop. Always In My Heart is a tearjerker that would fit in just fine on your favorite boy band album. And even the rough ones (like Cheese) are only 60 seconds long, so they're over before they can get too annoying.

Am I right, or am I just going insane because this is LITERALLY THE ONLY MUSIC I'VE BEEN ALLOWED TO LISTEN TO FOR THE LAST MONTH?

That 2023 line does not look ideal...

Source: The Economist

Each point represents a five day moving average. The x-axis is in terms of historical standard deviations, i.e each day is compared to the standard deviation of historical values for that year. So we are at -6 SD from the historical average for this point in time.

Other excellent visualizations are in the article!

Four eras, four seasons, aired 1983-1989. Rowan Atkinson, Hugh Laurie, Stephen Fry, Tony Robinson, and Rik Mayall. Hilarious and, in the end, famously poignant.

Inspired by seeing Lee Pace in the Pushing Daisies post.

I feel like this show got overlooked amongst many of AMC's big hits around this time - Walking Dead, Mad Men, Breaking Bad. But Halt and Catch Fire deserves to be right up there with the best of them.

The storytelling is rich and compelling, the writing is great, the characters are nuanced and dynamic, and the actors are phenomenal. The show manages to capture different eras for the same characters flawlessly with each season - the sense of time and place is so well developed, and there is strong conceptual continuity throughout the show despite each season having a very different arc, look, and sometimes tone. If you haven't seen it, you should check it out!

From phone company Orange and advertising company Marcel. Worth a watch to the end!

From Propublica: the Repatriation Project

In 1990, Congress passed a law recognizing the unequal treatment of Native American remains and set up a process for tribes to request their return from museums and other institutions that had them. The law, known as the Native American Graves Protection and Repatriation Act or NAGPRA, sought to address this human rights issue by giving Indigenous peoples a way to reclaim their dead.

But 33 years after the law’s passage, about half of the remains of more than 210,000 Native Americans have yet to be returned. Tribes have struggled to reclaim them in part because of a lack of federal funding for repatriation and because institutions face little to no consequences for violating the law or dragging their feet.

This database allows you to search for information on the roughly 600 federally funded institutions that reported having such remains to the Department of the Interior. While the data is self-reported, it is a starting point for understanding the damage done by generations of Americans who stole, collected and displayed the remains and possessions of the continent’s Indigenous peoples — and the work done by tribes and institutions to repatriate those Native ancestors since.

The flapjack boss of the Bronx faces off against a coalition of archeologists and revolutionary war buffs over a patch of land in upstate New York.

Domenic Broccoli, the IHOP kingpin of the Bronx, lives a good life. He drives a nice car, spends time with his six grandkids, and golfs often enough to have a tan for most of the year. He owns a four-bedroom home in Pelham Manor, a house upstate, and IHOPs throughout the borough where he grew up, each of which runs smoothly enough to give Broccoli the time and resources to devote himself, at the age of 66, to the animating force in his life: destroying his enemies. This mission came as a surprise to Broccoli, who had little reason to expect that trying to expand his pancake empire into upstate New York — and to build his grandest IHOP yet — would lead to such conflict. But sometimes that’s what happens when you find a dead body.

Inspired by this Hunter S Thompson classic posted by @Cracks_InTheWalls@sh.itjust.works, what articles do you consider to be "Longreads Classics"?

A few of my favorites:

• Gay Talese, "Frank Sinatra Has a Cold", Esquire (1966). The article that has spawned a whole host of long reads about the article, as well as an episode of This American Life
• David Foster Wallace, "Consider the Lobster", Gourmet (1994) and "Roger Federer as Religious Experience", New York Times (2006)
• Ron Rosenbaum, "Secrets of the Little Blue Box", Esquire (1971)
• John Krakauer, "Death of an Innocent", Outside (1993), and "Into Thin Air", Outside (1996)
• Sheri Fink, "The Deadly Choices at Memorial", Propublica (2009)

Just a small sample to get a conversation started. What are your all-time classics / faves?

Also, Kevin Kelly's list is great! https://kk.org/cooltools/best-magazine-articles-ever/